Whiskey in the Jar

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As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains 
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I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was counting 
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I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier 
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I said "stand and deliver or the devil he may take you" 
 
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Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da 
C 
Whack for my daddy-o 
 
Whack for my daddy-o 
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There's whiskey in the jar-o 
 
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G		Em		    
I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny 
C		            G 
I took all of his money, yeah, and I brought it home to Molly 
		       Em 
She swore that she loved me, and never would she leave me 
        C			G 
But the devil take that woman, cos you know she tricked me easy 
 
D 
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da 
C 
Whack for my daddy-o 
 
Whack for my daddy-o 
         G 
There's whiskey in the jar-o 
 
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G		Em 
Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber 
C		G 
Taking Molly with me, but I never knew the danger 
		    Em 
For about six or maybe seven, in walked Captain Farrell 
         C		           G 
I jumped up, fired my pistols, and I shot him with both barrels, yeah 
 
 
D 
Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da 
C 
Whack for my daddy-o 
 
Whack for my daddy-o 
         G 
There's whiskey in the jar-o 
 
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G		            Em 
Now some men like the fishing and some men like the fowling 
C		         G 
And some men like to hear, the cannonball a-roaring 
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But Me I like sleeping, especially in my Molly's chamber 
C		    G 
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain, yeah 
 
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Musha rain dum-a-do-dum-a-da 
C 
Whack for my daddy-o 
 
Whack for my daddy-o 
         G 
There's whiskey in the jar-o 
 
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